God took the fragrance of a flower,
The majesty of a tree,
The gentleness of a morning a dew
The calm of a quiet sea,
The beauty of a twilight hour
The soul of a starry night
The laughter of the rippling brook,
The grace of a bird in flight,
Then God fashioned from these things
A creation like no other,
And when His masterpiece was through,
He called it simply...MOTHER.

"Granger died instantly from head injuries. May I be excused Headmaster? I'm sure that you can the werewolf will assist you." what is a werewolf doing at a (pretending to be) muggle boarding school?

not enough detail in between your switches of scenes.

why is hermione's body being kept secret? why have harry and ron not known hermione's whereabouts for two weeks? is that a flashback? what is going on here? So are you saying, two weeks later, when hermione is in a coma like state, the headmaster is telling harry and ron that she's dead? that's messed up. please look over this draft and turn it into a piece.

and harry didn't blow up at the news of her "death", which is a ridiculous lie.

okay, maybe hermione's body is just stowed in snapes closet or something. i had though at the beginning that she'd substituted a fake body to take the AK curse. but now i'm just hella confused.

Best story i have read in a while. good job. i got a little confused in some sections but over all i loved it.

PamelaKatt chapter 49 . 11/11/2010

An amazing and unique story. I am very impressed with your ingenuity and ability to weave a very different vision of the wizard and muggle interaction. I would never have thought of anything like this and I sincerely thank you for the effort of writing this story and your gift of sharing it.

That was the most fantastical story I ever encountered and kept me interested to the very end. Thank you for your inspirational writing. I much appreciate it. I love looking into different perspectives of the mind, and the doppelgangers were extraordinary being in the military, as I am myself. I felt a connection to them.